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Childcare costs more than a cat
Warning: This post is political, though it’s not biased (probably a lie). With the election tomorrow, let’s talk about something that hits the wallet: childcare. My sister’s daycare costs? So high, I’m considering sticking to houseplants—and Tango, my cat, who’s pretty self-sufficient. He caught a full-grown robin the other day (and proudly left the headless…
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FROM THE BENCH: communicating for the sake of the adolescent (and my fallen pride)
During my senior year of high school, I was cut from the lacrosse team. I was deemed expendable, replaced in the starting lineup by a freshman — never to play lacrosse, or any other sport for that matter, again. POOF — went my pride, yanked through the bright green thistle where it had once frolicked…
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OUR SHARED HUMANITY
I have a shared iPhone Note with a childhood friend of mine, where we exchange daily thoughts, inspirational quotes, and whatever else is on our minds. We typically don’t comment on each other’s contributions or anything, but it’s comforting to be a witness in each-other’s words. My friend recently jotted down this quote: “The wound…
Loving, Living, & Us 